Propellerhead
Isn’t aviation a bitch?
I have just finished reading ‘Propellerhead’ which chronicles the experiences of a guy learning to fly a Thruster in the skies above East Anglia. Great book and mentions both my home airfield and most of the landmarks I regularly use.
The author was prompted to learn to fly the Thruster in order to give him the ability to thrust with the opposite sex. He saw the ownership of a pilots licence as an immediate attraction to desirable women.
This prompted me to consider my own motives for learning to fly and to take stock of my successes.
I concluded that my motives were very similar however the result was different from the objective. I have now spent 15 years and nearly 2000 hours perfecting my flying skills and feel that I am close to achieving the level required to confidently impress young, wealthy, adventurous, women. Sadly I am now penniless and too old to offer sufficient attraction to the sort of person I am keen to attract. To make matters worse it appears that members of the female sex are taking it upon themselves to gain their own licence. Many of the posts to this forum are evidence of this.
So as I see it today:
I assumed that an offer to fly in a twin to Le Touquet for lunch, a pleasant evening flying low in an open cockpit biplane, or a birds eye view of the countryside from an R22 would provide a high level of attraction.
Now that I am able to offer these things all other contributors to attraction have eroded.
Meanwhile the unattainable relationship has become even more unattainable as the objects of my desire are using their own pilots licence to attract wealthy young businessmen with homes on three continents, a yacht, and huge bank accounts.
Anyone any ideas or suggestions for a poor, forty year old, experienced pilot who has an uncanny knack of repelling attractive women?.